Cecily was the youngest of her father's twenty-two children and would give birth to twelve of her own. Thirty-three years after giving birth to her youngest son, she had outlived her husband, all her sons, and the dynasty they had built.
The first time Catherine of Aragon sailed for England, the sea returned her to Spain. On 27 September 1501, she tried again. This time it took her away forever. The journey would be no less perilous.
Margaret Beaufort’s first husband was born on 27 September 1442. Seven years later, he married her. She was likely only six years old. The pope only gave his blessing afterwards.
She had already been married once for someone else's ambition, and widowed by someone else's war. The second time, the price of the wedding was that her own mother had to be treated in law as though she were already dead.
Margaret Tudor was five years old when they promised her to a king sixteen years her senior. She was thirteen, and newly motherless, when she finally left to marry him. On the eighth of July 1503 she would say goodbye to her father for the last time.
History remembers Margaret Beaufort as a devoted mother, a pious noblewoman, a woman who prayed for her son from a distance and wept when he finally came home. That is the story she wanted told. She was also the most dangerous political mind of the fifteenth century, and the two things are not separate.
He spent thirteen years performing a loyalty he had already decided to destroy. On the morning he betrayed it he was waiting for the right moment. He knew what the moment would look like. He had been waiting for it since 1472.
She had been Queen of England. She died in a convent with nothing, having asked for a quiet funeral with no expense. No explanation was ever recorded. Henry VII never gave one.
Her father sold her to the enemy to settle a political debt. The enemy's son was dead within a year. The man she married next may have been in the room when it happened.
She kept a secret her whole life. She died with it. Fifteen years later, two boys were taken into the Tower on the strength of it, and they were never seen again.